i mean it's not like i live in a cave and don't do anything, but i over think things. when one over thinks things, not as many things happen since over thinking often tends to be wrapped in a layer of fear. sometimes, darn it, it's costco sized fear in the form of a straight jacket. okay, i'm not that bad, but no one has ever said my name and used adventurous along with it.
it's not like i'm a chicken. i rode in a hot air balloon over napa valley twenty years ago and i think i slept once without any sheets covering me, but overall, being cautious seems to follow me around like a misplaced duckling looking for it's mama. peep, peep, peep.
anyhow, i'm ready. i want to throw caution to the wind. at least some of it.
so adventure, here i come and i don't mean shopping in a new grocery store where i don't know where anything is. i mean something new, different, big and slightly scary.
bring it on.